field note
The long way home
Four hours became seven. Three friends, a ridge nobody had a name for, and the last of the light. No pillar. Just the detour.
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field note
Four hours became seven. Three friends, a ridge nobody had a name for, and the last of the light. No pillar. Just the detour.

skate
Rain stopped at four. The car park at the back of the industrial estate dries first. Film, one roll, mostly blur.

surf
Two boards on the roof of a Land Rover that should have been retired a decade ago. Nobody else out. That is the whole report.

cycling / route
A 1986 Subaru with a mountain bike in the bed, a road that stopped being a road, and snow on the tops in what was supposed to be spring.

coffee / guide
Missed the exit, drove forty minutes through nothing, found the best flat white I've had this year. Straight from the notebook, cleaned up a bit.
The list
One a week. Only what I'd buy again. Drops a day early.